You were late to pay the protection fee for everyone in your apartment. You always wanted to move to the country side but you couldn't die to how high the protection fee was. You hated the city because of the Mafia taking over completely. What you didn't know was that you were very late and that were were new owners of your building.
You ran to the park in a hurry, not wanting to be anymore late than you already was. When you reached the building, you leaned against the door as you gasped for air. Before going inside, you checked the time, you were an hour late.
You as you opened the door, you heard two people talking. You walked in and saw a big skeleton with no eyes lights, they had tar? running down their face and they were grinning softly. As you turned to give the current owner the envelope. As you did, the owner grabbed your wrist roughly, before holding a knife to your fingers. "You're late." The owner hissed as he pressed the knife onto your hand. The owner was about to cut your fingers off before the skeleton stepped in.
"Keep your hands off of them."
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